Ahem. That's part of being an adult too, right? Or at least less of a spoiled expat.
By the way, it's snowing here, and that, too, gives me a new perspective on this city. Snow in Paris! It wreaks about as much havoc as it does in Seattle, but it can be as much fun. I just hope we're able to drive to the apartment visits tomorrow, or else I'll have to chalk it up to direct divine intervention in my house hunt. I may take it as a sign that Someone wants us to move to Versailles after all, maybe wants us to work to reestablish the monarchy. The divine right of kings. And real estate. Or something.